"And have you actually TRIED to teach him the business of the 'morrow?" Beatrice hissed, snapping her head to look directly at the last vampire who'd spoke. "If you truly cared about who sired who then perhaps you should have considered the possibility that the ache of Sir Claudius' loins might simply dry up in his long slumber?" She tried to bite it back, but she could not stifle a small giggle. She took a breath and held herself upright. 

"Thank you sirs, I shall take my chair and will be sure to project my tune loud enough for your .... grand hall." With that, Beatrice moved with her strange ladylike swagger, plucked up the seat from where it was positioned for her to sit, and moved down the side of the table. Her bodyguard remained where he was, chuckling softly, and under closer inspection held a throwing knife in his palm, eyeing all vampires present. As she walked with a chair in hand many of the vampires gasped, and she spoke whilst moving down the long table. "Oh hush I'm not going to [i]stab[/i] him. That would be absurd."

She sat her chair down beside Claudius, took the documents from his hand and placed them into her lap before crossing her ankles in a very ladylike manner. "Now on with out business, shall we?" She spoke, looking directly into Claudius' eyes again. "I apologize for my brashness, I'm certain the ladies of your time were far less brazen and more the type to flee from you in terror, tripping over their skirts and all." 

At least one of the Vampires fainted.

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Aagni looked down at the talking snake... listening to every word it said. His mask betrayed no emotion. Once the snake had finished talking, Aagni picked him up by the 'neck,' the space just after the head to keep the serpent from striking.

" ...Snake..." Was all that came from Aagni. His voice was like a whisper, but it was gentle and airy, almost a sigh. He gently grabbed the other end of the green snake, opened his satchel, and put it inside before closing it with a drawstring. He continued to watch emotionlessly.